When You Were Mine (Stone Lake 2)

“Moonbeam,” he says, that one word so full of emotion it is almost painful.

I kick my shoes off letting them fall to the floor and lean up on my elbows to watch him. His eyes are locked on me and they don’t waiver. I sit up enough to unlatch the button on the back of my skirt, biting my lip at the intensity I see on Gavin’s face. He pulls my skirt down, without a word, his eyes dropping down to take in my black silk panties, matching garter and stockings.

“Gavin,” I softly call out to him when he doesn’t do anything for a long moment, other than stare.

“Fuck, Luna, you’re spectacular,” he murmurs, his voice moving over me like a caress. I unlatch my hose and wait for him to take over. He doesn’t disappoint. He moves slow, studying my body but I’m completely naked, bared to him before I truly realize how it happened. He leans down and places a kiss against my heated center, and I tremble at the sweetness of it. My fingernails gently scratching against the top of his scalp as my body shudders with pleasure. “You taste sweeter than I remember,” he whispers, his tongue sliding against the lips of my pussy.

“Gavin, quit teasing me,” I plead, my fingers tangling in his hair, needing him more than I could ever tell him.

“Teasing is half the fun, Moonbeam,” he laughs, kissing his way up my body.

He doesn’t realize that I’m out of my mind with need. I couldn’t even tell you how we both got undressed, I just know the feel of his heated skin against mine is beautiful.

“Tease me later. Do you know how long I’ve dreamed of being able to be with you again? Of loving you again?” I ask him, emotion thick in my voice, because being with him again after everything that has happened feels like a gift.

He kisses me and as his tongue takes over my mouth there’s so much emotion flowing between us that it’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.

This is love…

I know it, even if I haven’t technically given him the words like I should.

He bites at my lips, sucking on them, pulling them, his tongue moving along the rim of them and then pushing inside to taste me. His hand takes mine and slowly pulls it down my stomach and then farther down to my pussy which is so wet the lips are drenched. He pushes the pads of two of his fingers against the backs of mine and together they slide through my slit. I let him have control, moaning as our fingers find my clit. Gavin establishes the movement, moving over my throbbing clit in circles, grazing the nub, pressing it until I cry out from the pleasure and then circling it again. My legs pull up on the bed, the heels of my feet digging into my mattress, as the pleasure zings through me.

“That’s my girl,” he groans and he’s right. He’s one hundred percent right.

I am his girl.

I always have been.

My man moves our fingers faster, switching directions. He pushes harder against my hand, causing my palm to grind against my clit, creating a friction that as my pussy gushing, the wetness painting my thighs.

“Fuck,” I hiss, feeling my orgasm building.

“My girl is going to come for me,” he croons in my ear, his hot breath feeling like a physical touch and setting me on fire.

“Not like this,” I argue, my head tossing back and forth as I fight to hold on.

“Exactly like this,” he says.

I curl my toes, tightening my legs and straightening them out, fighting the pull.

“No, I want to come with you inside of me, Gavin.”

“You’re sure?” he says, the pleasure in his voice telling me that he wants that too.

“Positive,” I groan, forcing myself to pull my head up and open my eyes so I can look at him. “I need you inside of me.”

“You’re on the pill?” he asks, moving over my body.

“Yes,” I tell him, licking my lips at the hunger I see etched on his face.

“Then, I’m not using a fucking condom, Luna.”

“Good,” I respond, knowing I don’t want anything between us either.

He brings our hands—still joined—up between us and leans down to capture my fingers in his mouth. His eyes burn into mine as his tongue slides between my digits licking them clean and the walls in my pussy vibrate as heat spreads up my spine.

He licks me clean, and I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything hotter in my life.

“Guide me inside of you, Luna,” he says, “Make us one.”

My breath stalls. He’s giving me control. He’s telling me to be in charge of letting him back in. I don’t miss the significance of it. I swallow, nodding slowly in agreement as my hand moves down between us and wraps around his hard, hot, throbbing cock that’s so damn wide my hand barely goes around it. My gaze never leaves his. We watch each other as I position him at my entrance and neither of us blinks as he pushes inside of me.